Your heart is a stone buried beneath your pretty clothes. Don’t you know people write songs about girls like you?

What will you do when it all comes crashing down on you little girl?
What would you do if you lost all your beauty?
How would you deal with the light?
How would you feel if nobody chased you?
What if it happened tonight?
What would you do if the world made you suffer for all that you were?
-Girls Like You, The Naked & Famous

I don’t understand why people, why every fucking person, is so bad to each other so fucking often. It doesn’t make sense to me.

When someone treats you like you’re just one of many options, help them narrow their choice by removing yourself from the equation. Sometimes you have to try not to care, no matter how much you do. Because sometimes you can mean almost nothing to someone who means so much to you. It’s not pride, it’s self-respect. Don’t expect to see positive changes in your life if you surround yourself with negative people. Don’t give part-time people a full-time position in your life. Know your value and what you have to offer, and never settle for less than what you deserve.

Imagine meeting someone who understood even the darkest corners of your mixed up soul

“I don’t know how it is you are so familiar to me- or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before- in another time, a different- some other existence.”
-Lang Leav

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